First Two Weeks at Church in Spain

We visited a local evangelical, protestant church in Almunecar this Sunday and last.  The church has historical ties to Holland, and may have been planted or supported by Dutch believers.  We could have walked 30 minutes but chose to drive… in retrospect, that was the best choice since the kiddos were very tired after the service.

Christian vacation/tour groups from Holland joined in with the local members for the worship services both Sundays.  Songs, scripture reading, and prayer were all conducted in Dutch and Spanish.  I always feel a deep joy when I’m able to participate in this kind of cross-cultural spiritual communion.  It underscores how all Christian believers are united in a single, global family, saved and loved by the one true Savior.

I was able to translate/absorb 90% of the prayers and the sermon/lesson.  The teachings were from Numbers 13-14, recounting how Israel sent 12 spies into the promised land but were discouraged and misled by the bad/unfaithful report of 10 spies.  Caleb and Joshua agreed with the facts of the report (the land was fertile but contained giants and fortified cities) but believed God’s promises and urged the people to have faith and take the land as God had promised.  The encouragement and admonition for believers today is to “live by faith, not by sight” (2 Cor 5:7) — to trust in God’s goodness, the commandments and promises of His word, the Bible, and to have joy and faith in all circumstances.

The kids were able to join with other kids from the church in a side room.  The first week, they learned about the conversion of Saul/Paul (Saulo/Pablo).  This was taught mostly in English with a craft.  The second Sunday’s kid lesson was about Tabitha/Dorcas, her faithful, tireless work, and resurrection.

Unfortunately, Cora wouldn’t be still/quiet long enough in either the main hall or the kids’ room.  Laura ended up taking her to the kids room the first Sunday, missing the teaching.  I took Cora for a walk the second Sunday, missing the teaching.  We need to figure out how to make this work so we can both join in the service together, if possible.  (Please pray for this!)

On the Thursday between Sundays, we met the pastor and a couple from the church for tapas.  Due to a long, hot walk with all the kiddos — combined with crossed communications and other mixups — our family members were all tired and semi-irritable that day.  In the end, despite our exhaustion, we all enjoyed the fellowship and getting to know one another better.

Experiences with SIM cards in Spain

We are an iPhone family, but I think this info would apply to any smartphone user.

We tried to use phone and internet on the cheap in Spain.  Our plan was to use Laura’s unlocked iPhone 5S for local phone calls and data, and share its data plan using the iPhone tethering / “personal hotspot” feature.  We ended up getting that all working but not without missteps.

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Day 6: Back to Málaga, long train ride to Pamplona

   
 Thankfully, the next morning as we are leaving Ronda, the sun did peek out a little bit.  The countryside around Ronda is very pretty, and if we had had more time to explore there, it is possible that the town might have been a good fit for our family, if we found a place along the outskirts.  For now, though, we decided to cross it off the list, because our visit was very little value because it was so rainy and we had so little time.  It is hard to decide whether we like mountains and countryside better, or the beach better!

  We drove a different route back to Malaga that was a little less treacherous in terms of winding roads. We saw lots of cute little towns along the way, some that looked rather run down, and others that look like they might be good places to live if you want to be out in the country that fairly close to a major city.  We know nothing about what the schools or churches are like there, however, so Laura wrote down a few town names and we will research later to see if they be worth going back to next time we are in Spain.

  
 We left about an hour more than we needed to get back to Malaga, and we were glad for it, because it took us a little while to find a gas station and make our way back to the rental car return area at the train station. In the end, we were right on time with no extra time to spare. 

We boarded the Ave to Madrid without a hitch.  Cora slept some on the train, and we were very glad to be with us long trip where we could move around, rather than being stuck in the car. However, I should note that the changing tables in train bathrooms are tiny!
We were thankful that when we arrived in Madrid, they had a guide to take us directly to the next train platform for Pamplona, because it was a very short connection. About 6 1/2 hours later we arrived in Pamplona, and Dominic Maronne, the pastor of the GCE church there, picked us up and showed us around the city before bringing us back to his house to stay the night. 

 We saw the famous historic town hall building, and the place where the bulls run during San Fermin.  We also were able to stop in to the Orange office to get our phone Sim card problem fixed, finally!

  When we got back to the house, Damarais had fixed a wonderful Spanish dinner for us, and we enjoyed it about then usual Spanish time – 9 PM!  We did a FaceTime call with her kids and laughed at how hyper they were! They enjoyed being silly with the Marrone kids as well.

Day 5: Church in Rincón, a coastal drive, and Ronda

On Sunday we attended church at La Iglesia Cristiana Evangélica Victoria in Rincón de la Victoria.  It is a small church that meets in a rented building with 3 small classrooms and one larger room that serves as the sanctuary and multi-purpose room.  There were about 50-60 people there, including a team of about 12 visiting from Calvary Chapel in California and another 3-4 visitors from Bilbao.  We didn’t know any of the worship songs, but thoroughly enjoyed singing in Spanish with our brothers and sisters in Christ.  In particular, I enjoyed the Spanish classical guitar that accompanied the music!  This Sunday, the visiting pastor from CA preached in English, with Pastor Ivan translating to Spanish.  Everyone was very welcoming, and we had a good conversation with Ivan about the doctrine of the church, their needs, and the Spanish culture.  He and his wife Eunice both speak English extremely well, so we spoke a little of both languages.

When the service was over, they converted the room into a place to eat, and invited us to share their potluck lunch with them!  We got to talk with some of the visitors and also some members of the local church.  It was a very helpful and encouraging time.

After we left, we decided to check out and inland town, Ronda.  On the way there, we drove through Torre de Benagalbón (on the recommendation of a really interesting man Ryan met at church who had worked for the United Nations and traveled all over), and then headed a little further west to check out other areas of Mijas Costal.  While Ryan was driving, Laura was able to talk to an American missionary in Spain on the phone and get a lot of information about schools for the kids, other potential towns to check out, and life in Spain in general.  We did think La Cala de Mijas was a very cute little area near the beach, but were still a little deterred by the highly touristy feeling of it. We turned north, and headed up the mountains towards Ronda. On the way, we drove through another pueblo blanco called Ojen, which is amazingly beautiful to see from afar, even despite the clouds and rain, and has some amazing views of the mountains as well as a for a few of the Mediterranean Sea. 

 As we drove up the curvy mountain roads (and Ryan sang the James Bond theme song) it started to rain. By the time we arrived at Ronda, it was pretty much pouring. We drove over the famous bridge there, but could not really see what it looks like from outside the car because it was so wet and dark. 

 We found a cheap place to stay, the Hotel Andalucia, which was a one star hotel and the least attractive one we stayed in our entire trip, borrowed an umbrella, and went out to brave the rain to find some food.  We tried to go to a tapas place that was highly rated on yelp, but it was closed and we arrived so we ate at the restaurant next door.  The food was pretty good, but the highlight of that meal was talking to the waitress, who told us that she has always lived in round and loves the town.  Unfortunately, I was pretty exhausted, so my Spanish wasn’t working very well to have a more in-depth conversation!  After dinner, we walked about a kilometer back to the hotel in the rain, and went to bed. It was a rough night with the baby, because she was right next to us in the tiny room, and she woke up many, many times. Most of the trip, she woke up every 2 to 3 hours each night, but this night was the worst.  I can’t wait for her to get back on her regular sleeping schedule the twelve hours per night without interruptions!

Day 3: Two terrific meetings, lots of driving, back to Nerja

We had spent the night at Hotel Najarra, a nice 3-star hotel near the beach and shopping.  We started the day with fresh churros, bread with cheese and honey, and cafe con leche on the beach at Churreria San Cristobal.  It was very relaxing and gave us a chance to plan the day.  On the docket: visiting a school, meeting with a lady from a local church, and driving to the next town on our list.

School

We decided to visit the local public school (Colegio Publico la Noria).  Schools in this part of Spain run from 9am – 2pm.  They actually lock the doors / gates to the school at 9 and we barely made it in!  We met with Olga, an administrator.  She was very friendly and helpful.  She described the culture of the school (“like a large family”) and walked us around both buildings.  Little kids are in one building and older kids in another.  She showed us two schoolrooms where we met the teachers and kids.  They all seemed very friendly and welcoming!  We learned about the requirements for entering the school, e.g. evidence of prior learning, certificate of health and immunization, etc.

The school’s policy — which seems common in Spain — is to enroll kids in one grade below their current grade if they are not already proficient in Spanish.  They figure that kids won’t be able to learn new concepts well if they don’t even understand the language yet.  That makes sense to me.  I figure the first year in Spain would be such a learning and trying experience that I wouldn’t really care about the kids’ grades in the beginning anyway. Their primary jobs would be to learn the language and to begin making friends.

Both Laura and I thoroughly enjoyed the visit and felt our kids would enjoy the school and fit in well.

Lunch with a local sister

Laura had already thoroughly researched churches in the area.  The pastor of church we were mainly interested in was out of the country at a regional conference.  Thankfully, however, we were able to have coffee with the wife of a local deacon.  We had many questions for her about the church, mostly centered on their beliefs about salvation, the Holy Spirit, spiritual gifts, and ministering in and serving a cultural that identifies so strongly with Catholicism.

I had a strong feeling that we were 100% in sync with all these issues.  She seemed very sincere, thoughtful, and spiritually mature.  We talked for over an hour about these issues.  It was very tiring to mentally translate our questions and answers about such complex topics, but the entire conversation was such a blessing!  I wish we could have stayed in the area to see and participate in a normal Sunday service there, but we just weren’t able to with all our other goals.

To Almería

The eastern-most city on our list to visit was Almería.  This was about a 2-hour drive from Almuñécar via the coastal road.  The drive was quite interesting.  We went through quaint small towns (pueblos) and through light industrial and agricultural areas.  The climate is so dry in that part of the country that many of the fields were permanently covered with plastic to form simple greenhouses.  While the technique was interesting and, I’m sure, very useful … those were complete eyesores.  Sadly, they gave every field a very industrial / military / secret bunker look.  We would sometimes pass through miles of hills with every square yard covered with plastic.  Blech.

However, there were also many amazingly beautiful stretches where the road clung to the mountains and directly overlooked the Mediterranean.  Those portions were exhilarating and reminded me of the Pacific Coast Highway of California.

We eventually saw Almería below as we crossed the final mountain pass.   It was not a pretty sight. 😦  Almería is a sprawling city of roughly 200,000 people.  We could immediately tell it was not for us.  In fact, we drove into the city only far enough to park, use the restroom and change Cora, and turn around.  We drove back along the same highway and past Almuñécar.

Testing the roads in La Herradura

Just past Almuñécar is La Herradura, a town of only 3,000.  La Herradura offered very beautiful sea and mountain views.  However, the roads from the beach up to and among the houses were incredibly steep.  I should have used an app to verify the inclination, but forgot.  The road pitch must have been 25 to 30 degrees, plus blind switchbacks.  That probably doesn’t sound very steep, but it is!  Take a look at this handy graph.  I have no idea how the people that live there do that drive.  It must eventually become natural but that is so very hard to imagine.

To Nerja for the Night

We had just enough time to make Nerja by nightfall.  Nerja is very popular among the British ex-pat community.  The latest official census indicated that at least 30% of the Nerja population is foreign, but other sources said the real percentage is much higher.  Most of the foreigners are “pensioners” (retired Brits).  We parked in an underground lot very close to the Balcón de Europa … not knowing that overnight parking would be €22!  Laura found an inexpensive hostel, Hotel La Ermita, where we could grab some hot food then bed down.  The waiter was kind and brought us some blended, chickpea-based vegatable soup for Cora.  Aside: all of the people in Spain that we have spoken with seem to really enjoy and love kids.  We basically ate then crashed.

Starting the scouting trip

Today’s the day! We finished packing last night and had a very nice, leisurely morning with the kiddos. We walked to Duncan Donuts for breakfast with the dog in tow.  We picked up some tums for pastor Alex. 

Thanks to Laura’s amazing organizational skills and planning, we were ready to roll out by 11 to drop the older kids off with Ellen and Grammy.  After a quick pizza and Diet Coke lunch courtesy of El, we headed for BWI to wait for first leg of the trip.  We were there more than 2 hours early so we had a nice little break to let Cora burn off some energy.

The flight from DC to JFK was only 30 minutes. That is still shocking somehow. But the best part of the trip so far is that we made the short connection at JFK!  And, thanks to Cora, we were even the first to board. That was a real blessing. 

We’ve boarded Delta 414 for the flight to Madrid. Cora is suspiciously awake and rambunctious. I hope this is not a bad omen. 🙂

What will God do and show us on this trip? We’re so excited to find out! Please pray for us. 

The scouting plans are coming into focus

Thanks to Laura’s tremendous, detailed research and planning, the itinerary for our scouting trip is shaping up. We’ll be flying into Madrid and training immediately down to the Málaga area.

We plan to scope out many cities in the Costa del Sol area, as far east as Almeria. We hope to drive up and around Córdoba and Granada, too. While there are so many factors to consider, we are drawn to areas that are not already crawling with ex pats, so living against the coastline is unlikely.

Laura has found many churches to visit or touch base with while we are there. We will visit the established Great Commission Europe churches in Madrid and Pamplona.  There are fewer ‘known’ options in the South but we have some good leads.

The Journey Almost Might Could Possibly Begin!

Last Friday, my employer and I first discussed the possibility of working my US-based IT job from overseas.  WOW!  I was floored!  I didn’t see that coming.  Living abroad with our family has been a dream for 20 years.  Laura and I are extremely motivated to do what we can to make this dream a reality, though there are so many hurdles to overcome… it’s quite overwhelming.

The first hurdles are corporate.  It’s fine to shoot the breeze with the boss about the idea, but would The Company(TM) approve?  How about our customer?  Does the current contract allow overseas employees?  The answers to all these questions was very positive!  We ran the concept all the way to the top of the company and over to our customer’s contracts team.  Everyone supported the idea and said it should be fine (assuming I can accomplish the work via broadband)

Our next steps:

  • Figure out visa needs (non-lucrative residence visa may be best choice)
  • Investigate regions for suitability and advantages
  • Plan a short trip to scope out the land